Friday, March 12, 2010

Art in the Mail, Inginiutity and High Voltage.

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Aw, Yay!! Lookie! I got surprise mail from one of my favourites, Richard. Not just a little bit of mail either... A piece from his art show! For real!
Wheeeeeee!

Surprise! It's a nature painting!
If Chuck Palahniuk has a teddy bear, this is it. If I hug it, will it bite a chunk out of my throat? Art is supposed to make us question things. Thanks, Richard! This makes me happy and I love it.

Here Richard & I are at Canada's Wonderland last summer!
(My sunburn completes my transformation into Ranbow Brite: Age 30 with kids.) I had to kick away strange kids who came up to me, asking me to make them a balloon hat & I like to think that the pink bear might have been inspired by my skin tone and my parenting skillz that day.

So... Now I have to send him some home canned stuff. I'm thinking maybe a new batch of insidiously brandied peaches might be the just thing. Or something else. Or a painting. Or a homemade tshirt, because why not a homemade tshirt?

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So.. I ran out of paper towel when Eleanore had dumped an entire pot of yesterday’s coffee all over the kitchen counter this morning. What to do? Do I use tea towels? They’ll stain and then there will be laundry to do... Boooooo! Do I just kind of pretend it never happened and casually ask Neil to bring some paper towel home from work? Do I get the mop out and mop my cupboards? These are the kinds of dilemmas that plague me on a daily basis... But what’s this I see? Hold on one second, is that a packet of maxi pads just there? Why... they are absorbent, right?... Some people would say to me, “They are not just absorbent, Michelle, they are SUPER MAXI absorbant.” Yes they are, aren’t they? Yes they are.


So now you know that sometimes I clean my house with feminine hygiene products.

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3.

I am going to see Electric 6 live tonight. It's going to be ridiculous.




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